To those who I RP with, I just want to say that I am terribly sorry for all my delays that I constantly do. I just have been SO unbelievably busy as of late that I hardly have any free time to be able to attempt to make posts to our threads. I really needed to get his off my chest badly, and it makes me feel like a complete piece of shit for doing this all the time. If you don't want to RP with me, I completely understand, there should be no reason or excuse for me to have to keep you waiting …

Since both Imai and Takeshi are currently involved in matches I was wondering if anyone is interested in taking on my first wrestler I made for here, Takeichi Mori. His profile says he's a jobber but I intend to change that and hoping a match can help with that. Anyone interested please get in touch with me on here in a pm.

Johnny dove for Taylor's ankle when she tried to crawl away and yanked her back to the center of the ring so he could plant himself firmly on her lower back. "I don't have to spend the rest of my life with THEM." He said, trying to lock in a camel clutch with a firm tug on Taylor's hair to get her in position.

Taylor knew what was coming next as soon as Johnny put her flat on her stomach. Any time she was in the ring with someone, if enough time went by she was bound to end up in a camel clutch. It was a miracle the ref-girls had never put her in one.

She gasped when Johnny yanked on her hair, and her mouth opened silently as her upper body arched up off the mat, propped up on her palms. She reached back with one hand to grab onto Johnny's wrist behind her head. Meanwhile, on top of her spine being bent, she could feel Johnny's solid manhood pressing into the middle of her back. Such a goddamn tease.

Johnny was hoping that he could make this a camel clutch that Taylor wasn't going to forget. He leaned forward as she grabbed his wrist. His other hand slid down and grabbed onto her perky breast and he began to knead it. He leaned his head forward and pushed his lips against her ear and began to kiss it, even while he continued to try and put pressure on her by bending her body even further to try and stretch her to her limits.

Johnny began to scoot backwards so his backside inched across her tight ass as he looked to tease her even more as well.

A small moan escaped her, and she closed her eyes as Johnny's fingers caressed her naked breast. Taylor wet her lips and parted them, craving Johnny's so close by while they tickled her ear and sent tingly waves of pleasure through her.

She put her hand back on the mat and lifted the other, this time reaching back for Johnny's hair while she struggled to crane her neck enough that their lips and tongues could meet. Their passionate kiss broke when Johnny inched back, arching her body higher and higher. His grip on her hair kept her head pulled back at an angle steep enough that her mouth gaped while she panted for air.

Johnny pulled away from the hot kiss and grinned. As he bent Taylor's body and heard the word come from her, he obliged. He tugged on her hair, and his fingers began to knead into her breast and pinch at her stiff nipple.

Johnny continued to scoot back on Taylor's butt to arch her back further and bend her into a shapely C. He scooted off until his stiff manhood pressed against her and he was now resting on her thighs. Desire roiled in him and he pulled back further to see if he could keep scooting backwards and get her in a position to push into her while holding her in the sharp and painful maneuver.

Taylor cried out in pain as Johnny bent her back even more, her body arching while her hands inched back on the mat until only her fingertips reached. Her head was pulled back enough that she was staring straight up at the ceiling, her blonde hair stretched tightly behind in Johnny's hand. She was stuck, and the pain, the paralyzing hold, consumed her.

She was breathing heavily while she tried to relax into it, faint little moans escaping her each time she exhaled. With Johnny so close, she wanted him so badly and yet she could do nothing about it. She squirmed her hips against the mat and tried to wriggle her legs farther apart, and then once Johnny was low enough on her body she tried to pick her hips up off the mat.

Johnny felt Taylor's subtle movements as he kept her in the hold. As she tried to spread her legs, Johnny moved his legs enough to allow her a bit more ease to do so. And when he saw her hips raise up, he bit his lip, sucked in a breath and slowly began to inch himself into her. Her moans and grunts already had him throbbing and the closeness was too much to bear as he pushed forward to seal their bodies together.

Johnny grunted loudly, letting his legs move off one of hers to get them a better position to work their bodies without completely releasing the hold.

Taylor worked her way back to get her butt in the air, with her knees spread apart on the mat. Johnny had a view of her tight, round ass, the pronounced curves of her hips and the dimples at her lower back on either side of her spine. The cleft of her strong back dipped down into a smooth semicircle leading up between her shoulder blades to her long hair, held tight in Johnny's grip. His muscular arm, his body, and his hips completed the circle. She gasped, and clenched her fists, as he slid inside.

"Haaah... Hnn..." She moaned. She was bent almost too tightly to move, and she could do little but wait for Johnny.

Johnny gasped loudly as he slid into Taylor. It seemed like a delicate operation given the position he held Taylor in but as he pushed and locked their bodies into place, he slowly began to untangle his fingers from her hair. His hand slid down her body and he leaned forward to relieve some pressure as he placed his hand on her other breast and gripped it tightly.

She was still arched but would at least be able to move her head and have a little more freedom as he slowly began to slide himself within her. His mouth hung open and he slid his body off her legs to give them come control as he pushed to his knees, lifting her off the ground if not for her own legs draping against the mat.

Taylor's slender eyebrows knit together over her closed, smoky-shadowed eyelids. Her lips parted like she was waiting for a kiss that never came. Sweat beaded off of her forehead and her back and ran in tiny lines that tickled her skin. In her current position, bent and contorted as she was, having Johnny's entire length inside of her was overwhelming. She couldn't think. She could hardly breathe.

"Ohmigod, babe..." She gasped. She grabbed Johnny's wrists and squeezed, and in a display of her own strength she lifted her legs up off the floor, holding her body up just with her grip, until she could lock her legs around Johnny's hips. Her new position made her work to stay up, her legs and her back and her arms all tensed, and that only made the feeling of Johnny inside her that much more intense.